Hearing this, Wen Xiaomin's face twitched slightly, and there was a trace of gloom on his handsome face, and he looked at the representative of the northern Shenyang base in front of him, and there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes, which was not to the middle-aged man, but to the holy woman standing in front of the gate of the Pope's Palace.

"Thank you!"

Wen Xiaomin put away his thoughts and nodded slightly to the middle-aged man in front of him who looked honest but deep, expressing his gratitude.

"Nothing!"

The middle-aged man smiled innocently, if it weren't for the glint in his eyes, Wen Xiaomin would definitely be deceived by the other party's appearance.

……

"Under the witness of Shine, we swear allegiance to you, Your Highness!"

A thousand Templars drew their swords from their waists and put them on their right side, these swords were not Eastern broadswords, but Western broadswords, which were better used when slashing zombies and strange beasts.

Thousands of people shouted in unison, the momentum was like a rainbow, and with this sunny and warm, a solemn, hopeful, and bright atmosphere swept into the entire Sword Pavilion like endless waves.

The square is covered with an amplified alchemy array and a megaphone, and when the two are combined, the sound can travel for hundreds of miles.

Fuji Yuan stood at the front of this thousand Templars, and in the atmosphere of strong religious belief, there was no longer the slightest expression on her face, except for blind indifference, holiness, and inviolability and profanity, there was no superfluous facial expression. But in front of the thousands of Templars who were loyal to her, the eyelashes on her closed eyes trembled slightly.

This scene fell in the eyes of the people in the stands, and evil thoughts couldn't help but rise in their hearts, what a huge temptation such a peerless and holy girl was, and some even stretched out their tongues and swept them lightly over their lips.

Qu Pusu's eyes were shining with greed, in his eyes, there was no woman in the last days that he couldn't play, if he had the opportunity, he must pull the other party to the bed, so that the other party could not experience what it was called ********, thinking of this, he couldn't help but be excited, but suddenly a spirit, he felt as if he was seen by the little girl.

He couldn't help but look at the other party, and what caught his eyes was still a blind girl, with a delicate and lovely face, tsk!

What if he saw it? Although the forces he represented were not as strong as the three families in the east, north, and northwest, they were not much weaker, and he didn't believe that the Dawn Church would really do anything to itself because of his evil thoughts.

"Pingsheng!"

The small jade hand waved, and the terrifying momentum was instantly released, overwhelmingly rushing towards the people in the stands, accompanied by bursts of Xuanguang.

Under the illumination of this dark light, the vine garden is like a hibiscus out of the water, exuding bursts of fragrance, and there seem to be crystal clear water droplets dripping from the body. Bloom! The flower bloomed, and as she withdrew her palm, the action fell into the eyes of everyone, like a flawless hibiscus slowly blooming.

The breath of holiness is overwhelming!

The faces of the representatives of the various forces in the stands changed greatly, and some of the people who originally showed **** were overwhelmed by this terrifying momentum, until Fuji Yuan withdrew his palm, and this terrible momentum disappeared without a trace, but then the holy and unblasphemous aura came.

This made everyone scared for a while, they could feel that they had no power to resist under that terrible momentum, this was definitely the most incredible, they could come on behalf of their own forces, how could they not have relative strength? Even in the face of transcendence, they will not have the slightest weakness, and they also have absolute resistance power.

But now, in front of such a little girl, just by virtue of her momentum, she is like being endowed with Mount Tai, and she is overwhelmed.

"Friend, hey friend?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, because in the rear, there was a person who vomited blood, his face was pale, and he was convulsing.

A row of people in the front stands sneered in their hearts, what is the difference between moving these thoughts in front of others and looking for death? You can't live if you do your own evil!

The complicated rituals are completed one by one, and the prelude is so long that people can't sit still, but for devout believers, these are like the tempering of the gods, and they firmly believe that as long as they persevere, they can get closer to the gods and get a better life.

The statue in front of the gate of the Papal Palace of the Papals radiates holy light in the sound of pious prayers, and the choir composed of children on one side continues to sing the chants, the clear voices of the children and the sound of the organ coming from the depths of the Papal Palace merge with each other, and the lyrics of the songs become more and more infectious.

Deliver......

The prayers in the heart were passed one after another, and some pan-believers slowly closed their eyes in this rich atmosphere of faith, and the seed of faith in their hearts sprouted instantly, and the awakened people who originally wanted to watch the ceremony couldn't help but close their eyes, clasped their hands in front of their chests, and released their most pious faith to the god who didn't know whether it was true or false.

The storm of faith, rolling wildly, like a mad beast, rushed and roared, destroying the most solid spiritual defense of the unbelievers, and cracks appeared on the embankment, bearing the landslide and crack, and finally completely shattered, turning into countless stones and disappearing without a trace with the storm.

The aura of faith centered on the Papal Palace and quickly spread in all directions, a terrible magnetic field of faith enveloped everyone, and the prayers of the faithful mixed with the chants, forming the most terrifying spiritual weapon, the straw of the reapers.

……

Commander Zhao, who was sitting in the stands, his face was full of gloom, he looked at the people around him who were constantly shaking, how could he not know what was going on, this was like a long-planned conspiracy, so that everyone did not notice, in this rich faith environment, the change in his heart, and the seeds of faith were quietly planted at this time.

In the future, in a crisis environment, the speed at which this seed germinates is absolutely terrifying!

More and more believers came to watch the ceremony, and the crowds centered on the square spread out to all sides, countless heads, a huge number of people close together, one by one, and at this time even the knights who stood straight put their right hands on their left chests and bowed down.

Little by little, the intricate rituals of the canon were completed, and all parties were ready, and in the empty and dark basilica of the Papal Palace there was a faint sound of footsteps, and a young man wearing a thick red plush cloak embroidered with two seraphims, and his broken hair swayed slightly.

The young man's skin was pale, his contours were clear, his eyes were sharp and deep, his smooth hands slightly cleaned the folds in his golden and white robe, on which the stars and the sun and the moon were embroidered, and the lamb bowed down to the sky, and he walked out of the Papal Palace step by step.

When the shadows disappeared and the first rays of the sun shone on him, the light of champagne gold was released from him, and the sky suddenly darkened, and thick clouds gathered out of nowhere, leaving only a tiny slit, and the only beam of light shone on the boy's body.

Mysterious, majestic!

The twelve chief knights stood in two rows below the vines, and when the boy appeared, they immediately fell to one knee with their right foot behind their right foot, drew their baptized swords in front of the statue, and swore allegiance.

His Excellency Xiao Feng, the creator of the Church of Dawn, the Lord of Dawn, who shines in the mortal world, is about to ascend to the throne of the Pope.

Xiao Feng has no extra emotions, today is a play, and this holy ceremony will leave a seed of faith in the hearts of those awakened people who came from all over the country to attend the ceremony.

As for him becoming the pope of the Church of Dawn, this is not much joy for himself, his other identity is the spiritual believer of the Church of Dawn, the great deity, who is more pleased than the Pope, but he has another responsibility, he will lead the Church to a better future until there is no suitable pope candidate.

The church is interconnected with itself, both in glory and in loss.

The gods, having a good pope, are very important, especially in the early stages of the church.